February 1, 2016
My heart you've snared...
Never had I noticed...
Trapped in a trance...
Intensity shines at it's brightest...
Affectionate with but a single glance...
And loving you is the art of treachery...
Thoughts of mine, you've conquered...
Love sends me to the brink of insanity...
The woods are lovely...
Dark and deep...
A song ever so lonely...
And promises one will have to keep...
My darling love, so hard to accept...
Roses of thorns, Dove of scorn...
My faithful blood, I have beset...
Yet again, greed is born...
